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Chapter 47 Final Preparations

The bar owner Zhang Ye stared at the fat man Wu Hao with eager eyes.

The eager eyes were so hot that they seemed to melt the big fat man in front of him, which made Wu Hao's heart tremble.

He really couldn't stand such eager eyes, so he hurriedly nodded and agreed.

"That's it. Don't worry, boss. Just go ahead and prepare. You won't be disappointed tonight."

After finally hearing the answer he wanted, bar owner Zhang Ye felt a lot more relieved.

He gave the big fat Wu Hao a hug enthusiastically, patted his chest and made a promise.

"Don't worry, if tonight is really like what you said, I will definitely reward you heavily and I will never let you suffer..."

At this moment, although the bar owner Zhang Ye still had a lot to say, when he thought about the tight time, he turned around and left, not wanting to waste another minute.

Seeing the back of the bar owner Zhang Ye leaving in a hurry, the fat man Wu Hao refused to stay at all. He ran out of the bar and grabbed the band drummer Cui Ping.

"I tell you guys, something big is going to happen tonight. Let's get moving quickly and seize the time to rehearse. Whether we can become an instant hit tonight depends on everyone's on-the-spot performance."

After a quick greeting, the fat man Wu Hao took the drummer Cui Ping and left, then turned around and entered the bar.

Such a weird performance left the other members of the band confused.

"What the hell is going on? Why is Wu Hao so crazy? Why is he talking so much crazy things?"

"I don't know. I guess I drank too much last night and haven't gotten over it. Otherwise, how could I be so crazy and talk about how to become famous instantly?"

"That's right, if we could really become famous in an instant, we wouldn't be forced to do this. This is our fate. We are destined to be unknown in this life, so how can we become famous in an instant?"

"That's right. I have already fought for everything I have to fight for. I should have woken up from the dream of becoming famous overnight. I have already seen through everything and am ready to accept my fate..."

"Haha, everyone has long been fed up with the beatings from life, and has been crushed by reality. It is probably that the big fat Wu Hao is not experienced enough, and has not experienced any hardships at the moment, so he is so simple and has such a strong personality.

High spirits.”

"Let's go, everyone, don't be stunned, go in and take a look first, but everyone should remember one thing, no matter what you see, you must speak tactfully, so as not to hit Wu Hao too hard, after all, he is still young

, the mental endurance is definitely not good, and it is easy to become depressed and decadent..."

"Okay, okay, we will definitely calm down and tone down..."

The band members urged each other to enter the bar, and soon found fat Wu Hao and drummer Cui Ping in front of the instruments.

At this time, Wu Hao and Cui Ping were talking together and didn't know what to say.

Especially at this time, Cui Ping didn't know what stimulation he received, his face turned red and he danced excitedly.

"Is this real? Is it really your original work? Why does it look so exciting and hum so interesting..."

"It's true, of course it's true. It's truer than pearls. If you don't believe me, I'll write another song for you to see. Don't underestimate my talent just because I'm fat."

The fat man Wu Hao was so arrogant that he raised his head and rolled his eyes at Cui Ping. Then he picked up the brush and started writing with a sullen expression. In the blink of an eye, a new song was created.

complete.

Such a frivolous performance made the drummer Cui Ping, who was full of expectations, very dissatisfied.

"Bring it here, kid. Don't think you can fool me just because you write quickly. I'm good at music theory... and good at..."

Drummer Cui Ping grabbed the lyrics and music sheet with a questioning look on his face, and began to look at it carefully.

At first, he looked disdainful and full of doubts.

But then he became more and more frightened, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Perhaps I was really surprised by the lyrics and music score, and even my words became stammering.

This shows how frightened he was.

Such a scene was seen by the other members of the band, and it immediately aroused their deep curiosity.

They gathered around with eager eyes and began to check with expectation.

After only reading a few lines, I was shocked. Everyone was so excited that they were trembling all over and speechless.

"It's... it's a really good song. I... I... I think it might become an instant hit if it's left to us to perform."

Keyboard player Zhang Jie was the first to recover from his surprise, but he still stuttered when he spoke.

"That's right, the music is good and the lyrics are even better. It immediately describes our helplessness and sadness. Wu Hao, you are so generous. I didn't expect you to be so fat and yet so talented."

Guitarist Li Yan followed closely behind and hugged Wu Hao's neck, his eyes filled with wonder.

"That's right, these words and this song seem to be tailor-made for my brother Cui. I say Wu Hao, we are all members of the band. You can't be so careless and favor one over another just because you have a lot of fat."

"That's right, Wu Hao, you must hold a bowl of water evenly. For the sake of fairness, you must write a song for each of us."

After hearing Li Yan's suggestion, Zhang Jie immediately came over, looking eager and looking forward to it.

But he waited for a long time and didn't wait for the fat man Wu Hao to give him an answer, so he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

"I'm just too greedy. Good songs like this are hard to come by, and how can they be so easy to write? Even if it's really easy to write, you have to have enough friendship. After all, I don't really know Wu Hao well.

We have only known each other for less than a day, so even if they are fair-weather friends, they are not considered friends. After all, we only had a drink together once..."

Thinking of the crux of the problem, Zhang Jie raised his head with a wry smile. He wanted to see the expression on the fat man Wu Hao's face at this moment, whether he disliked him because of his excessive demands.

But he only took one look and was stunned. His face was livid with anger, and he slapped Li Yan who was holding Wu Hao's neck.

"What the hell are you doing? Why are you hugging Wu Hao so tightly? You're almost strangling him to death. Don't you feel anything at all? Hurry up and let go. If you don't let go, our song will be gone.

Already..."

"Ah? I'm sorry, Wu Hao, I was just too nervous just now. I really didn't mean it."

After receiving the prompt, Li Yan was startled and hurriedly released his arms.

"call……"

At this moment, Wu Hao, who had been strangled half to death, finally breathed smoothly again and let out a long breath.

He glanced sadly at Li Yan, whose face was full of guilt, and then at Zhang Jie, who was ready to pounce at any time, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He was really afraid that Zhang Jie would be like Li Yan and throw his arms around his neck.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes. I will write the lyrics and music to you soon. Brothers, hurry up and rehearse."

In order to save his own life, the fat man Wu Hao nodded repeatedly and agreed.
Chapter completed!
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